That which Flows

That which flows forever
from the extremities
and from the guts
of the wounded cosmos
sustains

That which flows forever
from the memory
and from the friction
of the nail
against the flesh of love
remains

That which flowed
with the anguished cries
and with the salty sweat of a man
now stains
glass pains
forever heals
washes
and unchains
the silent heart
of stillborn man
and spilling from
His willing veins
is that which flows
the blood
the life
the true Red Sea
drowning death
and fear
and shame
and spilling from
His willing veins
is that which flows
from the Lamb
who was slain.